Personal Jet

I'm not in heaven yet
But I have a personal jet
To carry the gospel to the world

My kids are on TV
They sit right next to me
As I carry the gospel to the world

Outside my giant church
No one can find any work
They threw rocks 
at my Caddy yesterday

If they'd just plant the right seed
I'd tell them how to succeed
As I carry the gospel to the world

I'm not in heaven yet
But I have a personal jet
To carry the gospel to the world

At thirty thousand feet
Life sure is awful sweet
As I carry the gospel to the world

I have three limousines
Lots of dirty magazines
As I carry the gospel to the world

The Lord is blessing me
So a blessing I can be
To carry the gospel to the world

(repeat once)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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August 8, 2018 at 8:42 AM
a jet, a caddy and a church, for a single woman I am impressed .. and a poet almost forget.. must be more to this than meets the eye there may be a taxman in heaven who liveth for the moment of his returns.. love the poems
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